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While young, oh brother, plant crops of grain
And do not neglect the soil! Then, when you feel
How...
- Vincas Kudirka
With lichen and mould overgrown all around
A time-honoured castle there looms!
Its true high-born ...
- Maironis
Stump-littered hillocks, desolate and bare,
Can anyone believe you once were fair?
Where are your ...
- Antanas Baranauskas
Camomile, you mite of whiteness,
To refresh the road I've taken,
Rising from the dust, you stand t...
- Jurgis Baltrusaitis
Loudly and sadly, one stroke on another,
Sang the bell to the slumbering world...
Just like the to...
- Jurgis Baltrusaitis
The Nemunas flows in strong repose
And waters our native soil.
Birute's song in our brother's ton...
- Maironis
Lithuania, my homeland, land of heroes!
Let your sons draw strength from the past.
Let your chidre...
- Vincas Kudirka
The bright sun of springtide rose up and from high
It smiles melting hearts with delight.
The la...
- Maironis
Peaceful charm of summer nights,
Not a leaf in treetop stirs.
All is tranquil, all is quiet –
P...
- Maironis
The earth is sleeping. Yet the sky
With its bright silver eyes is gleaming.
The wings of slumber ...
- Maironis
Little daisy, white as snow,
To delight me as I tread,
From the roadside dust you grow,
Lifting u...
- Jurgis Baltrusaitis
Every tomcat has his she-cat,
Every gander has his she-goose,
Every gentleman his lady,
Every hir...
- Pranas Vaicaitis
"News has just come in from Prussia:
Saddle up your horse!
Knights are heading for our coun...
- Maironis
Greet the tender grassblades by your path, and listen
While the clay-sprung grass that's fine as ha...
- Jurgis Baltrusaitis
Chilly lake breezes rippled the waters
Of emerald green
And with no oarsman drove the boat forward...
- Maironis
If a tempest arises and causes to fall
One of the pillars supporting your wall,
The house will not...
- Vincas Kudirka
Not he is a great man before whom the millions
In manacled meekness, in fetters bow down
Yet inwar...
- Vincas Kudirka
O nightingale, delightful bird,
Beneath my window do not sing,
But fly off to my mother's home
An...
- Pranas Vaicaitis
 
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